How the Music was MadeA Poem by TTBoy28
Fingertips touching the off-white keys Make such a pretty picture of a holocaust that is now hidden in the pianos every fake lover of classical music own the keys once walked to the beat of a different drum But that was before they put on Top Hats and Tuxedos
They lived for the 20's in the 40's
When the 40's came they hit hard and as invisible as a dolphin speeds on the ocean floor Fingertips touching the off white keys make such a solemn picture of a holocaust that still exists But no one will hear of it until the fingertips dance alone in the piano (as they once did) © 2010 TTBoy28 |
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1 Review Added on April 27, 2010 Last Updated on April 27, 2010 AuthorTTBoy28Atlanta, GAAboutThe truth shall set you free. I try to be adventurous. I am spontaneous. I love nature but love to write only about personal events. You can tell when something is made up. It could still sound g.. more..Writing
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